Battling Records of the Chosen One Chapter 177: Thunder Ring

The atmosphere at the field was tense.

Twelve trainees who did not occupied the positions carefully chose their opponents, while those who had grabbed a pillar dared not to be careless. They were ready for possible fighting.

Only Lin Xun, Bai Lingshi, Zhao Yin, Zhangsun Heng and Lee Duxing at the filed looked calm as usual.

They were the most outstanding trainees in the camp at present, and they had already established their prestige during the training period of this year. No one was willing to compete with them for the pillars, as long as they were clear-thinking.

Bai Lingshi might feel a little bored according to this situation, sitting cross-legged on the stone and closed her eyes to practice.

This was not disregard for others or arrogance, but a kind of absolute confidence in her own strength!

Many trainees admired Bai Lingshi’s confidence and strength so much.

This dull atmosphere was soon broken by Ning Meng. He pointed to a young man on a stone in the distance and said, “Zhangsun Heng, I haven’t found an opportunity to defeat you for a whole year, but at this time, you can’t escape!”

His words provoked an uproar in the field.

Nobody expected that Ning Meng would go straight to Zhangsun Heng with his halberd!

It was too vigorous!

Who was Zhangsun Heng? He, one of the excellent trainees, could be comparable to Bai Lingshi, Zhao Yin, and Lee Duxing. The position he guarded was much more difficult to be seized.

Most importantly, this was the last assessment, which was related to the final access to Gang-producing Lake!

It was beyond everyone's expectation that Ning Meng was going to fight with Zhangsun Heng in such circumstances.

Shi Yu in the distance couldn't help scolding, “This fool will make an ass of himself again. No matter how much the hatred is, it's not too late to solve it later!”

Lin Xun frowned. Suddenly, he reminded that when he had just entered the Bloodthirsty Camp, Shi Yu joked that the deadly foe of Ning Meng, Zhangsun Heng, had also come.

At that time, Lin Xun didn't pay much attention to it. He thought there was just a competitive relationship between them. Who ever thought that Ning Meng suddenly acted on rash impulse in the final assessment?

All this seemed to prove that the dispute between Ning Meng and Zhangsun Heng was not simple.

The uproar around Ning Meng did not seem to have affected him. At this moment, his majestic body was straight and his eyes were shining with an arrogant and warlike aura.

This made everyone realize that Ning Meng was not kidding!

Finally, Zhangsun Heng said, “I have been waiting for this day for a long time, but I didn't expect that you were so urgent to lose in this assessment.”

His voice was uniquely sharp like the sound of a blade rubbing against metal, making people uncomfortable.

He was a handsome teenager, but his eyes were full of overbearing pride, which made his temperament a bit aggressive.

Zhangsun Heng’s grandfather was General Zhangsun Shiongyuan, a famous and powerful overmatch in the empire. He made great contributions to the empire and was praised as the “Pillar of the Empire”.

As the grandson of Zhangsun Shiongyuan, the status of Zhangsun Heng in the empire was prestige as well.

Although identity and status were not important in the Bloodthirsty Camp, Zhangsun Heng was not a good-for-nothing young man; on the contrary, his fighting capacity was strong enough to compete with any trainee in the Bloodthirsty Camp.

“Urgent? Bullshit! I just don’t want to let you enter the Gang-producing Lake.”

Ning Meng laughed, stamped on the ground and rose to the sky, with horrible wisps of thunder surging. He waved the halberd and smashed down to Zhangsun Heng.

He did not hesitate to fight!

Boom!

The halberd shrouded in thunder, like a dragon, crushed the air, with terrible momentum.

All this showed that Ning Meng was absolutely serious.

Zhangsun Heng’s face darkened. Swish! A sword appeared in his palm, and a kind of fierce Qi of terror gushed out of his whole body suddenly.

Zhangsun was like a bloodthirsty sword out of sheath at this moment!

In an instant, two men fought at close quarters. Zhangsun Heng’s swordplay was like electricity, shaking the world fiercely. Ning Meng stretched out as far as he could to wave his halberd, in an overbearing posture.

The fighting between the two young strong men attracted the attention of all the people in the place.

Even the Shu Sanqi and other drillmasters at the distance also focused on them. Both Ning Meng and Zhangsun Heng were outstanding figures in the camp. Whoever lost the chance of entering Gang-producing Lake, it would be a loss for the Bloodthirsty Camp.

But it was clear that the fight was irreversible.

Boom!

The strong wind raged, and the terrible spiritual lights flew like torrents, making a roaring sound.

Many people were surprised to see that Ning Meng and Zhangsun Heng were so well-matched that neither could gain the upper hand.

Others were thoughtful.

Zhangsun Heng was the grandson of General Zhangsun Shiongyuan, with great renown and influence.

But Ning Meng was not inferior. His grandfather was Blood King Ning Bugui, who had killed countless enemies in the west borderland of the empire for hundreds of years. He was like a god of warfare.

Both of them had military backgrounds, but now they were fighting like they were enemies, which made many people vaguely guess that the significance of this fight. Perhaps it involved some contradictions between the two major military forces of the empire!

Bang!

Suddenly, Ning Meng was hit and staggered back in mid-air, which caused many people to cry. Should the winner be decided?

Lin Xun frowned and felt a bit nervous.

Lin had been paying attention to this fight. There was no doubt that Zhangsun Heng’s combat effectiveness was high, and the fighting skills he used were extraordinary.

Comparatively speaking, Ning Meng was not inferior, but Lin Xun knew that if Ning Meng did not have the upper hand, it was equivalent for him to falling into a disadvantageous situation.

Lin Xun did not expect that Ning Meng would show obvious inferiority at this moment, which made Lin Xun worry about him.

“Your practice on Thunder Power from All Directions is not enough, and there's still a long way to go before you want to defeat my Golden Sun Spirit Impalement.”

Zhangsun Heng sneered, his clothes were flattering in the gale, and his whole body was full of arrogance.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

When he spoke, his sword cut out more than ten times in a row, and the sky was filled with terrible golden beams.

Ning Meng was forced to stumble and avoid the attacks. He even nearly hit by a sword, and the beam brushed against his cheek, leaving a bleeding wound there.

“Ha-ha, is this what you can do? To tell you the truth, I'm here not for Gang-producing Lake, but to completely defeat you, coward!”

Zhangsun Heng sneered, “If your father hadn't secretly sent you to the Bloodthirsty Camp, I would not have a chance to defeat you!”

Everyone was shocked. It was unexpected that there was such a great hatred between the two teenagers.

What kind of secret was hidden in their hatred?

Upon continuous humiliations, Ning Meng’s eyes were full of burning anger, but he had no strength to fight back against the attacks of Zhangsun Heng.

“Get out of here, coward! You do not deserve to be the grandson of the Blood King at all!”

With a roar, Zhangsun Heng pressed on step by step, and the sword in his hand gave out a sharp roar, hacking at Ning Meng with the momentum of destroying.

This sword seemed unstoppable with great power, which made people despair.

At this moment, Lin Xun and Shi Yu became upset.

In the distance, Shu Sanqi narrowed his eyes and prepared to save Ning Meng at any moment. Even if Ning Meng were defeated, he could not be killed in the Bloodthirsty Camp.

Bai Lingshi, who sat with eyes closed, seemed to be shocked at this moment. She opened her starry eyes and looked at the attack launched by Zhangsun Heng from afar.

This move was called Golden Sun Incineration! It was an exclusive swordplay that only mastered by Zhangsun Clan!

But at this critical moment, Ning Meng who had been dodging Zhangsun’s attacks unexpectedly put on a cold smile. His body suddenly unfolded.

Boom!

Thousands of beams of thunder light burst out of his body, turning into a round thunder ring in front of him!

The thunder ring shrouded in dazzling lightning, releasing great terror as if it would destroy the world, and the shining lightning made the world change its color.

Thunder Ring!

Shu Sanqi was astonished and finally showed a trace of emotion on his poker face.

Other people even had no time to respond, but heard a deafening collision sound. They felt like two volcanoes collided together, the horrible thunder shocked the world. Many trainees even felt their blood rolling and their hearts shivering.

Zhangsun Heng was screaming and falling down from the stone pillar. His hair was disheveled, and his clothes were broken, revealing his burnt skin. Streams of blood gushed out of his body and dyed the ground red.

“Thunder Ring… You… You have succeeded in practicing this arcane art with the strength of Martial Realm…” Zhangsun Heng looked bitter. He struggled to get up, but with a flop, he lay down again on the ground. He even had no strength to get up!

People present was shocked and silent.

It was hard to believe. How could Ning Meng, who was about to lose, suddenly defeat Zhangsun Heng?

This was fantastic!

The expressions of Lin Xun and Shi Yu at the moment were the same surprisingly. They wore a strange look and looked at Ning Meng on the pillar stone. They knew that this fellow was deliberately showed his weakness just now, in order to seize this opportunity and defeat Zhangsun Heng at one stroke.

Who said that Ning Meng was reckless and honest?

Ning Meng's behavior at the moment showed that he was definitely a scheming guy!

“Thunder Ring… It seems that he has been enduring all this year for this moment. There’s an outstanding guy among the descendants of the Blood King finally.”

Bai Lingshi looked thoughtful.

In this silent atmosphere, Ning Meng stood on the stone pillar as a winner. He undoubtedly became the focus of attention.

Many people realized that the teenager who could defeat Zhangsun Heng was not as simple as he used to be.

But then, an unexpected scene appeared, Ning Meng staggered and flopped down on the pillar, perhaps induced by tiredness. He cursed with an embarrassed face, “Damn it, my valorous image is completely destroyed.”

The crowd was speechless for him.